It was a dark night in Sunagakure. Everyone seemed to be asleep. There was no lights in the village. Only a few at the closest bars containing drunk shinobis. As always, there was a star clear sky. That was one special thing about Suna. There was always a shining and open nightsky. This night was different though. Every month there was a fullmoon. Or rather. Every 29 and a half day there was. That day was today.

The young, redheaded, Jinchuuriki sat on the rooftop of that house he shared with his siblings. They have just come home the day before from the invasion of Konohagakure, that miserably, failed. Along with that, the siblings came home, only to find their father dead. There had been a funeral. But it was only the older siblings who attended. The readheaded Jinchuuriki stayed away. He certainly did not want to honor his idiot of a father.

The young Jinchuuriki looked upon the bright fullmoon. He knew what was soon going to happen, and he would not like it.

"Remember this night?" a voice inside Gaara's head spoke up. "The moon looked exactly liked that… just like that!" As Gaara tried to resist, it only got worse. "Let me revenge you! I'll make it all good again, Kid!" The Shukaku manipulated.

But this time Gaara could not resist. He never could on the fullmoon nights. It was there he was most vulnerable. And, of course, the Shukaku was the first to take advantage.

Gaara screamed in agony as the demon within started to possess him.

"My dear precious…" "Don't you wanna avenge me?" Gaara looked up in fear, holding his hands tight around his head. "Mother..?" Gaara whispered. "Yes Gaara, dear… avenge me… make them see they're all wrong. They all deserve to DIE!" Gaara screamed in pain yet again, and his body began transforming very slowly, and painful…

Kankuro woke up by the screams. Knowing it was fullmoon night, he didn't know what to do. One side of him tells him to go comfort his little brother, yet, one other side tells him to stay away and listen to his common sense. He, and his older sister Temari, always knew to stay long away these nights. Three days. The days before and after the fullmoon day. The day before reasoned with he was mentally losing it, on the fullmoon night where he lost it, and after where he recovered from the former madness. The young puppet master sat up in his bed, looking out of the window. The fullmoon was shining rudely much.

Why was it like this? Kankuro thought for himself. How come it all have ended this way? Kankuro surely wasn't glad for attending to his fathers funeral, but someone had to. Since both the older siblings knew that their little brother would not bother to come, Kankuro and Temari just decided to attend on their own together with Baki, of course.

Kankuros thoughts were interrupted by a knock on his door. No surprise, his older sister walked in and sat next to him.

"You woke up too?" Kankuro asked, even though he knew the answer pretty good already. Of course she woke up. It was only natural for them when they heard their little brother scream in agony, pain and grief. They've never really been close to their brother, even if they wanted to. Yes, he was their baby brother, but heck, they were scared of him. Still, when they heard the screams, something stung inside of them very badly.

"Yes, of course I did…" She anwsered ironically. "And so many others probably also woke up with the chill down their spines…"

"I wanna be there for him…" Kankuro said. He has always wanted a little brother. One he could talk with. One he could rely on. Someone who he could live through the tough teenage years with, but apparently, destiny didn't want it that way. Instead, this innocent boy became a victim to the one-tailed Shukaku. Not as a prey, oh no, but as a host.

"Kankuro… You know how dangerous that is!" Temari stood up again, looking serious at him. "You know very well, just like me tha –" She stopped in the middle of her sentence as it became very quiet outside. Almost too quiet. Gaaras screamings had stopped, and now the only noise there was to hear, was the wind blowing through the sand outside.

"W…we have to check out whats going on…" Kankuro stood up and got dressed, not caring if Temari was there, he just needed to get out fast. And besides, they were siblings after all.

He quickly got outside and looked around. Gaara was nowhere to be seen.

"He suddenly just ran off." A familiar deep manly voice spoke up from behind Kankuro. He turned around. "Baki… What are you doing here?" The young puppet master asked. "Checking on the district Gaara is in, in case he should attempt to get the murderous intent." Baki explained. "But hes nowhere to be seen now."

Kankuro looked around. No sign. Nothing. He looked down on the ground, seeing spots of blood. Could it be…? No of course not. No one could get hit on Gaara. Not in his state. "No one seems to be victims tonight." Baki stated.

"Its strange…" Kankuro said, looking around to see if he could spot a redhead somewhere in a corner. Perhaps, hiding, waiting for a prey. But Kankuro couldn't spot anything. Temari came out and stood next to Kankuro.

"Where is he?" Temari asked. Even though he wasn't in sight, she didn't let her guard down. Never on these nights. That, she learned on the hard way.

"I don't know. But I think you two should go back inside and sleep. Or come with to the mansion and sleep there. Perhaps, its to dangerous to sleep in your house these nights, when you don't know where Gaara is." Baki spoke up. Although their father was dead, they still had permission to enter the mansion as they pleased. That, probably, was the only bonus about being the Kazekage's children.

"Yeah. That's a good idea." Temari said and dragged his brother with her to the mansion to spend the rest of the night there.

"I…don't… want this anymore…Shukaku…" Gaara trembled in pain and fear. "No longer… will you… control me!" Gaara protested, but the demon within just laughed.

Gaara had escaped to a forest long away from Suna, nor any other near village. No longer would he produce harm to others. He would follow the path Naruto Uzumaki had given him. The new path, to a new life. To finally be able to look at the world, without wanting to… destroy. He wanted to be needed by others. To be important. To be loved…

That was what he wanted the most. To be useful. No longer a destructive failure of a weapon his father created. You reap what you sow. And now, Gaara wanted to reap what Naruto had sowed into his head, literally.

But there was something in the way. No. Someone. The demon inside him. He couldn't get peace. He couldn't get him away.

"I never thought you would be fooled by such a loser." The one tailed talked. "He don't know true power. Even though he got it, he don't take it. You can be more powerful than anyone can ever imagine! No one would be able to stop us. No one could ever hurt you anymore! I would protect you…" Gaara sat up against a tree, trying to supress the Shukaku and gaining his normal body structure back.

"No…" Gaara said. "Naruto Uzumaki taught me something important… The strongest power… is the power you get when you want to protect others…" Love… That single word striked his mind again. As the kanji in his forehead. Ai…

"You don't tell me you actually believe in that crap he said? Whole your life, people have been scolding you! Hating you! Wanting you dead! That Naruto kid is no difference! He just tried to manipulate with you, so you wont ever hurt or attempt to kill his friends again! Cant you see it?" The Shukaku yelled in anger.

"He showed me a new way… One I will walk alone. Without you! Even if it has to take me months. Years. I wont lose to you. I'll supress you… fight you… wounded, half dead, I don't care. I will win." Gaara stated determined. Now there was no turning back. He was gonna face Shukaku. Eye to demon eye. This was the start. If he was going down, he would at least take the demon with him.

"Bring it on, kid. Lets see who's strongest!" The Shukaku yelled and laughed scornfully. Shukaku had a big advantage, but that was not going to stop Gaara.

The mental fight had begun.

The two siblings woke up a week after the fullmoon night.

They were getting worried, none of them had seen Gaara in a whole week.

Kankuro thought for himself. He thought about the blood he saw. Perhaps someone did kill him…? No… That still wasn't possible in that state he was in. Kankuro got up, took a quick shower, got dressed and added his kabuki paint before walking out to Temari in the kitchen. They were back in their own house, only been in the mansion for two days after Gaara went… missing? Guess you can use that word? Anyway, the missing Gaara had begun to worry Kankuro. He did care about his little brother. They just weren't that close, but he was sure it was just the matter of time.

"Good morning…" Temari said, and covered the table. Only for two. There was two reasons for that. A) Gaara was missing, and B) Gaara rarely ate, due to that he wouldn't risk anyone poisoning his food. That form of assassination was something the Shukaku could NOT protect him against. Probably the only thing. Usually, people would die if they didn't eat. But because of the Shukaku, Gaara didn't die from that.

"Morning." The puppet master mumbled. "Have you seen Gaara?" He asked her. "No." Temaris face expression remained the same. As though she didn't care. But of course she cared. They both cared. It was their little brother.

"If he's not back in at least two days…" Kankuro started. "I'll go look for him" Kankuro knew his words sounded like a disbelief in Gaaras abilities, but that wasn't it. Kankuro wanted to help his little brother. If he even needed help.

Temari turned around, looking at her younger brother. "Kankuro. Don't…don't you see hes dangerous?" Temari sounded out of her mind. She knew, that what she was about to say, made her sound like the monster. "I know this might sound… harsh… but… m…maybe it was a good thing Gaara went missing." She stated. She could feel her heart beat faster as her mental pain spread around. How could she say such about her own little brother? Her own flesh and blood? She felt… miserable and pathetic.

Her brother stared at her. "T…Temari…" He stammered. "Kankuro… i… i know hes our little brother, but hes dangerous. For me and you. For the village. One little mistake in our movement, while hes insane, will kill us. The whole village is in danger with him living in it…" Temari hated to say it like that. She had never been close to Gaara in her life, but he was still her family. So it stung. And it stung badly.

"T…Temari… Hes… hes our little brother…" Temari could hear the sadness in her brothers voice. Kankuro wasn't that close to Gaara either, but he knew he had changed since his fight with that Uzumaki kid. Kankuro wanted to help his little brother, but he was still scared. However, Kankuro needed to make the decision fast.

"Temari. Regardless of what you say, I'll look after him if hes not back in two days. Hes our little brother. Our ototo! You really wanna leave your family behind?" Kankuro stood up from his chair, looking mad at Temari. "No matter what you do, say or think, I'll look for him. Because I don't wanna leave my family behind, just like our father did." With those words, Kankuro walked away.

Not knowing what he just said, he just acted out from his heart. Even if he wasn't so close to his little brother, he definitely wanted to bond with him. Also after he've seemed to take a dramatically change, Kankuro saw the opportunity right ahead.

Gaara sat exhausted up at a tree. Panting, in pain, hurting. He had fought Shukaku, and he had won. He actually won. But he was utterly damaged, knowing he needed to go to the hospital. But what would that help? The doctors always refused to treat him if he got any wounds, which of course was rare. The doctors fears him. Just to join the club to all the others, that also fears him.

He tried to get up, but failed miserably and had to sit down again. He had no chakra left and he had a couple of open wounds, that were still bleeding. He had to stay here and recover. But if he didn't get to a hospital soon, he would get utterly damaged. That, Gaara knew. He had already felt he was about to faint because of the chakra exhaustion, and with these open wounds…

Nevertheless, he needed to stay there. He wasn't capable of moving. Not yet. He just hoped he could recover in time and make it home. Home. Suna had never been a home for him. Or. It didn't feel like it. A home… weren't that a place where people thought of you? Wanted you? Missed you when you were gone? If that was the case… Suna was never gonna be a home to him. No one cared about him there… His siblings are just afraid of him. So is the village.

Shukaku had kept quiet, since the time the mentally battle ended. He hadn't screamed, he hadn't yelled he hadn't talked. It was just silent. Still, he was there. His presence. His being. His figure. It was there. The Shukakus chakra running through his veins, hurt right now. It stinged.

Suddenly, Gaara could feel his body ache and his head becoming heavier. He didn't make it. The chakra exhaustion and his wounds were too big. I wonder if anyone will come for me…no...no one will… Gaara thought as he fell unconscious.

The two days passed, and kankuro couldn't wait anymore. He gazed out of the window early in the morning. Way to early from when he normally gets up, but he had also experienced problems sleeping since Gaara was missing. The guilt, the shame, the pathetic feeling, were always in the back of his head.

Kankuro got up, got dressed and went outside, only to see the sunrise. Such a nice sight…Kankuro thought. Such a nice sight, while theres chaos….How ironic…He looked around. Saw some kids play early in the morning, playing hide and seek, while the parents tried to follow them. Clearly tired of getting up early. He saw some girls on the age of 13-14 stand and talk in a little group. None of them looked like serious konoichis. But heck, there weren't that many of such. Those girls care more about their looks, than their ninja one thing was for sure. Both the group and the little children smiled. It had been ages ago since Kankuro last smiled for real. What was there to smile over? Nothing. Happiness? Only in dreams. There're all so damned lucky! Do they even know true pain? Kankuro could feel a tiny anger inside him. He sure knew, that Temari felt the same way. When they saw little children run around, groups of girls or boys laughing and smiling, they felt jealous. Why couldn't it be them? Why couldn't they feel the same happiness? Kankuro had to face, that it would never be that way. He was stuck in a living hell. But mostly, it was worst for Gaara. Next to the screaming and yelling, Kankuro always knew the true pain in his screams. Like he was yelling in a code language; "Help me! Save me!". Every single time that happened, Kankuro would feel the guilt sting. No. It not only stung. It hurt… teared him apart….Kankuro looked up at the sun. It had rised to its mainly position, and Kankuro didn't want to wait any longer. He was going to look for Gaara now. He was just about to take off, when he could hear someone yell his name behind him.

"Kankuro!" He turned around to meet the person who called his name. He saw Temari running against him.

"Temari?" Kankuro looked surprised. What was she doing up so early? "Kankuro… Good you didn't take off yet…" Temari started. "I…I wanna go look after him together with you." Kankuro looked at her with chocked eyes. "I thought you said we were better of without him?" Kankuro could feel that his words right there cut Temari deep. "I know I said that….but I didn't mean it. Of course I cant mean such about my own brother…" She said and looked up at the sky. "Should we get going?" She tried to change the subject. Kankuro didn't feel like fighting with her, so he just agreed. "How do we find him?" Kankuro asked.

Temari looked out of the village gates. "When we reach the forest." She began. "We just look for trails of sand." Temari began walking.

Kankuro nodded and followed.

After they've travelled into the forest a pretty long part, they saw trails of sand and blood.

"Temari" Kankuro said and jumped down from the treebranch to look closer on the sand and the blood. He took something up in his hand and studied it closely.

"Yeah." Kankuro said. "Its Gaara's sand." Kankuro showed it to Temari and Temari looked at the blood.

"Then…" She began. "Whats up with the blood?" She looked around. There seemed to be spots of blood where ever she looked. "I don't know… maybe Gaara fought someone?" Kankuro answered her question with a guess. "Then there should be bodies around here." She answered and looked around, trying to see if she could follow the trails of blood. "Kankuro." She said, while looking at a specific direction. "The blood seems to trail that way." She pointed. "That means…" Kankuro tried to figure out. "That means its Gaara's blood?" Kankuro questioned. "I don't know. But we'll probably find out." Temari said and started to walk. Kankuro followed and the trip wasn't that full of words. They both concentrated on finding their little brother.

After walking a while, they both got tired and a little exhausted. The moon stood on and they had travelled longer than it seemed. It was dark, and they both sat down against a tree, starting a campfire. Kankuro looked up at the moon. It was half, he sighed, looking down at the ground again. Where the hell is he? How can he just disappear? Well, no matter what, they would continue looking for him.

"When do we continue?" Kankuro asked, looking at his older sister. "Hmm… tomorrow… I think… depends on if we're more exhausted after resting." Temari said and looked at the campfire, that was about to die. She got up to get more firewood, and lighten it up again. As she sat down she looked at her younger brother. She seemed so regretting. Like she was regretting being here, looking for Gaara, when she could be under her warm blanket. "Whats wrong?" The younger brother asked.

Temari looked up at Kankuro with an expressionless face. "its nothing." She said and sat against the tree, more relaxed. She tried to sleep, and the younger brother just decided to dumb the subject, since he knew Temari wouldn't give a straight answer. He'd have to dig for it, and he didn't have that energy. So he laid down and tried to sleep.

They woke up early and started to search again. They kept following the blood and sand trails that lead them deeper into the forest.

"Kankuro" Temari said. "Yeah?" Kankuro looked at Temari with a tired gaze. "I didn't mean what I said." Kankuro looked confused. "About what?" "About that we would be better of without Gaara. I didn't mean that. I was just being ridiculous..." She finished and didn't look at Kankuro, but remained her gaze at the road. "Of course you didn't." Kankuro said and gave up a tiny laughter. "I know you well enough to know you didn't mean it." Kankuro smiled, and they both stopped, as they got into an area in the forest. The trees were decorated with blood, and kinda looked like an outdoor torture champer. They looked around. "Y…You think Gaara was here?" Kankuro asked, as he looked around. This was terrifying. "I…I presume…" Temari answered and jumped down from the treebranch. She looked around. It was worse on the ground. Kankuro jumped down as well, and took slow steps around.

While Temari researched the area to look for clues, Kankuro walked a little deeper in to get focus on how big this outdoor torture champer was. There he saw something he didn't expect. Gaara. Gaara was leaning up against a tree. Unconscious. He rushed over to Gaara, and got down on his knees to get a better look at him. He got a lot of open wounds, and was very damaged.

"TEMARI!" kankuro yelled, full of energy, adrenalin and hope. Temari came rushing to his side, looking chocked as she saw Gaara. "Wh…What in the world happened?" She looked out of her mind. "Quick! Lift him up! We got to get him to the hospital fast!" Kankuro did as ordered, and lifted him up. Together they rushed to Suna all three. There was about one and a half day walk, but they wouldn't rest at all. They wanted to get him to the hospital quick.

"Do…do you think its his blood?" Kankuro looked at Gaara, studying his wounds. They were quite deep. "Whos else?" Temari said, trying to hide that she worried. "A victim?" Kankuro answered. "No." Temari began. "Then he wouldn't have gotten those wounds." She stated and looked at Gaara. His skin was paler than normal and his sand armor was broken. He didn't have his goard and he was looking more thin than usual.

"True…" Kankuro said. They speeded up, so they could get to the hospital even quicker.

They finally reached the Suna gates. The guards looked chocked at Gaara, then kind of relieved. Maybe they thought he was dead? They rushed into Suna quickly and got to the hospital. The nurses looked terrified.

"W…We can't treat him!" A nurse said. Kankuro handed over Gaara to Temari, and walked over to only stand an inch close to the nurse. "You will treat him! Its your job… If he dies you'll pay! Just go ahead and help him already!" Kankuros eyes were filled with worry and hate. "A…Alright…" The nurse looked rather afraid of touching Gaara, but took him anyway. She carried him into a hospital room, and a doctor came to start the treatment. They cleaned his wounds and cabled some needles to him. His face was on a weird way peaceful. Relieved.

"They better not poison him." Kankuro said and looked at the medicine cabled to him in needles. Temari didn't answer. "You found him." A deep male voice said as he walked in to stand next to them. Baki looked at them, then at Gaara. "Where was he?" He asked. "He was deep inside a forest." Kankuro said, and started to explain about the outdoor looking torture champer.

"I see…" Baki said, and looked at Gaara.

A black room. No. Not a room. Just… Black nothing. Floating. In nothingness. Black and red. Was the nothingness. Red creeping down at the none existing walls. Smelling of death, destruction and blood. Of guilt. Of grief. Feeling… Empty.

"So you won. How lucky you are." The One-tailed panted in pain. The big Tanuki eyes showed up. Only the eyes. The terrifying eyes, that made everyone wanna wake up from their worst nightmare. "But just so you know…" The Tanuki eyes looked at the floating Jinchuuriki. "In the end they'll scold you, and I'll be the only one left. I'll catch you in the end when you fall. I'll be the only one to accept you! You wont survive without me. But don't worry. I got you when they scold you. When they scrap you. When they make you fall again. Then I'm here. In the end, you only got me, Gaara…" Those were the last words, as the Tanuki eyes closed. Leaving.

"I wont need you." Gaara said, coming up with a tiny smile.

Some days passed, and finally Gaara began moving. He opened his eyes, looking around. A hospital room? They really wanted to treat him? And… Who brought him back? He saw out of the corner of his eye, Kankuro and Temari sitting next to his bed. They both were asleep. He sat up, looking down at himself. Medicine. And a lot of it. That's why he felt drowsy and weak, he thought. He took the needles out and got out of the bed. He was still wearing his clothing, luckily. They would never dare to touch his clothing. He jumped out of the window, and walked away from the hospital. He was still very dizzy and drowsy. Feeling like throwing up, but he didn't care. He didn't wanna be at the hospital. He walked around in Suna. People were looking weird at him. Did they know he'd been at the hospital? If that's the case, had they changed their view on him?

"Gaara." A male voice said from behind. Gaara turned around to face Baki. Gaara remained silence and just looked at Baki. "I see you're awake. Why didn't you stay at the hospital?" He looked serious at Gaara. "Hate hospitals." Gaara answered. Baki walked over to him. "You're afraid of being poisened?" "No." Gaara answered. "Just don't like them." He said and began to walk away. "You don't care about who found you?" This queston pierced through him. Yes. He wanted to know. "Who?" He asked and turned around to face Baki again. "Your siblings." A humble and hollow answer, yet, he felt… happy?

Gaara could not find an answer for this, so he just nodded. No words could describe how he felt right now. He was confused. And he felt like he was standing alone on a none-ending field. Yet, he felt some care in the end. His mind were filled with thoughts. What if they wanted me to be there when they woke up? No. No, that's impossible… or is it? Did…Did they really care? He had to think over that for some time. He thought a while if he should go back to the hospital, or stay away. He decided to stay away.

"If you see them, say I'm at home." Gaara said and turned around to walk home.

When he got home, he saw many files and documents lay on the table in the living room. He walked over to see what it was about. There was a map, surrounding the whole area around suna and out to the forest Gaara was in.

They've been looking for me? Used time to… try and find me? He thought and looked at some other files. He didn't wanna destroy its order, if it were in any order, so he just loot it be. He walked up in his room, and sat down to look out of the window. It was in the middle of the day, and people seemed to run around, doing tasks and other stuff. The marketplace was full of energy and life. People laughing, talking together, having a blast. He felt isolated. Not of his free will, but on other peoples will. They didn't want him here in Suna. Maybe he should've just given up in the battle with Shukaku? No… he've just won. No reason to regret now. He had to face life. No turning back now. He got up from his sitting position, and walked outdoor to walk around and feel the fresh air. People might stare scared or confused, but he didn't care now. He walked around the training grounds and looked at people train. Suddenly he could feel his sand shield activate, as one of the training girls had accidently misshit and threw a kunai in his direction. She looked very scared.

"S…sorry! i…i… I'm not s…so… good at it…. P…please…d…don't hurt me…" Her eyes were filled with fear, and she was trembling. Gaara picked up the kunai and walked over to her and gave it back. "Here." He said and turned around to walk away again. "u…uhm…T..Thank you…" She said, having a shaking sound in her voice. Gaara continued to walk away, and then he continued his road.

As it got to be sundown, he returned home to relax.

Kankuro woke up at the hospital at sundown. He looked around, expecting to find his little brother in the hospital bed, but to his big surprise, the bed was empty. He looked chocked around, trying to see if he could spot him somewhere, but he was gone. He got up even searcing the hospital room, but with no result. Then he decided to wake up Temari.

"Temari!" Kankuro yelled. As the older sister heard his voice like an annoying noise in her ear, she woke up and looked at him. "What?" She asked, feeling drowsy. "G…Gaara is gone…" Kankuro answered and pointed at the empty hospital bed. "What?" She said in surprise and got up from the chair. "You got to be kidding me!" Her voice was filled with a tiny anger.

As they tried to comprehend that their little brother wasn't there, a doctor entered the room. "I'm her to do some tests…" The doctor said, having his gaze down at some papers. Then he looked up at the siblings. "W…wheres the patient?" The doctor sounded terrified. What íf he was lurking around at the hospital, only to cause scared patients? "We don't know!" Temari sounded out of her mind. The doctor walked over to look at the needles that were attached to Gaara. He could see, it wasn't a nurse or any employee who have removed them. He've done it himself.

"This isn't good…" The doctor began. "He was supposed to still be on that medicine." The doctor explained. "How come you just have let him walk out?" The doctor looked angrily at the siblings. "We didn't! We were asleep and when we woke up he was gone!" Kankuro explained. "If theres anyone to blame it should be the nurses for not keeping an eye on him!" Kankuro's normal punk tone in his voice had turned up to yelling. "What if hes walking around now, causing pain or whatnot to other patients?" The doctor ran out to make the nurses search after him. Kankuro and Temari sighed.

"What should we do?" Kankuro asked, as he looked at his older sister. "I don't know. With his wounds he should still be in Suna…" Temari said, looking out of the window. "Correct" A Baki spoke from the entrance to the hospital room. "Hes home, so don't worry." Temari looked at Baki. "You've seen him?" she asked. "Yes. Just go home. He should be there…" Baki said and walked out again.

Then, both the siblings left the hospital and walked home.

A/N:

Hey everyone! I'm new on , so... hello! This is my first story, and i wanna continue on it... - if i can... I'm still having problems with the functions in here, but i guess its just the matter of time ._.' Sorry for any typo's, gramma... etc.

- xPsycho